Two bishops were discussing the decline
of morals in the modern world.
"I didn't sleep with my wife before I was
married," said one clergyman self-righteously.
"Did you?"
"I don't know," said the other. "What was her maiden name?"

The Rev. Dr. Jordan was anxious about his son's
college examination and requested him to telegraph
the results. The boy sent the following telegram,
"Hymn 342, fifth verse, last two lines."
Looking it up, the father found the words,
"Sorrow vanished, labor ended, Jordan passed."